Jenny, I've been lurking, it's too, too unfair, it makes no sense. I think the one thing we can agree on is, life is terminal, none of us gets out of here alive, not one of the people who've spoken to you on this thread will be here in a hundred years. Not one. There may be people that have spoken to you here that have died before the end of this thread.
Who knows?
The tragedy is that you know and you are young and you have your son.
But he mitigates any tragedy simply by being, he will continue, he will endure. And his children will endure.
I often think about dying and how I cannot bear the thought of not seeing my children, not knowing what becomes of them, and then I think about living & watching my children grow old, their sweet little bodies and minds wither and take the world on, no longer the small people I knew, but adults with all the scars borne of being.
Jenny, you are here, you will have been here. No more or less than anyone who lived a hundred years.